The real hip hop is ova The real hip hop is ova The hip hop is ova here The hip hop is ova here
Blaow, blaow, blaow, blaow, clear 'em out, clear 'em out,
Yo, Nelly, you ain't fo' and you ain't Universal Your style sounds like a N'Sync commercial Ignoramus, I'm the baddest the mic apparatus Challengin' the God of rap is madness, I'll your status With this ugly lookin' billboard, you could stop But I got enough albums to my own top ten
You limited the spread of traffic You bite my style off the So when you speak you bet I the static You better chill out like, Chuck, I kick like three, One of my sixteen bar rhymes is eight of choruses Of course it is ridiculous, out, I begin to curve indispicuous Gotcha, on your and knees it about time for some real emcees?
The real hip hop is ova The real hip hop is ova The real hip hop is ova The real hip hop is ova
Uh, we on a tonight you see me comin', I don't front, I fight People say I'm contradictin' cause I'm all about To say the least, with a history It ain't no mystery, these rappers get with me My people don't see that, all they is stop hittin' me, huh Stop beatin' me, Chris, you to help my career, Nelly? Well, you can help if you exist, huh
I it's 'bout time we stop these pop rappers these pop rappers, hip hop does matter to me Does it matter to you? My If it does, you know what the to do Throw your guns in the air, pump it like, Let these ass rappers know we in here Go to the shows, huh, boo 'em off Tell 'em KRS told you they at the end of they
Let me tell you, give hip hop a lift And don't buy Nelly's on June twenty fifth That'll send a message to all 'em sellouts nigga rapper, your bottom done fell out You don't know how I told you I wasn't about you then But I'm about you now Blaow, one to the knees, blaow, one right through St. Louis don't like you